"Wild and Free.

Like the Birds and the Bees;

They Flee.

On a wim,

And return as they please.

At Ease.

They Soar.

Through the Trees,

Nothing but Space,

A Cool Breeze.

No trace of a worry,

They Seize.

Concede.

Not in Fear;

In the moment.

That's all they need.

And they own it." - Remy Jr.

"The path I walk is mine.

No one precedes me,

No footsteps beneath me,

No line.

But I toe it.

Aligned,

Poised,

Stoic."

“Most people live for the weekends;

Counting hours until the week ends.

Presuming that’s when life begins.

Misusing that which life lends.

Time, to our will not bend.

Seize the moment,

Cause this life will end.” – Remy jr.

“Shot through the heart,

Used, your mouth as the pistol,

Heard a whistle,

Through and through,

Your words pierced my chest,

Grazed my soul,

Took my breath,

What now?

Not much left.

Just pieces,

A broken mess,

Hollow thoughts,

An empty chest….” – Remy jr.

“If you’re waiting on perfection.

Surely, you’ll be left behind.

See, perfection does not exist,

And your life has no rewind.

So journey in to the mist,

Trust the sun will shine.

Go forward with an open heart,

Wander with your mind.” – Remy jr.

“Freedom.

A fleeting sense,

A distant memory,

A past, tense.

The new equation,

To a mass, consent.

What’s free to some,

To the mass, a sin.

The idea of Freedom,

The collective suggests,

You make your own choices,

Prepare to be oppressed.” – Remy jr.

“This is my home; though I rest on his sleeve.

I’ve been stolen, broken, deceived; yet still I believe.

I’ll return to him whole; recover every piece.

Salvage my Soul, and relinquish my grief.

My pursuit has a purpose; my reality’s my feat.

I'll live for each moment; take joy in each beat.”

“It’s a scary, but fleeting thought.

Contemplating what is and what ought.

To be, only one seems true.

What is, we must not pursue.”

Hopeless

Breathless

Troublesome

Restless

Worrisome

Bleak

Relentless